Chapter 25 The Darkness of Buddhism 1

The silence of spring and autumn night shrouded the little Buddha city to end people's day's labor. The typical Buddha city in the night is extremely quiet except for the monks and soldiers who patrol the building. One oil lamp after another in the sand house was blown out. Countless Pingming was ready to sleep. Zhao Feng stood by the window in the inn house and looked at the quiet and strange city.

Zhao Feng felt with his divine consciousness that the people of the caravan in the inn room turned off the lights and rested. After that, he stood by the window and gently jumped out of the room.

Tonight, there are no monks and soldiers patrolling on the streets of Little Buddha City in the darkness of the red moon carrying lanterns, and the faint light can't illuminate a meter.

On the roof, Zhao Feng slowly went to the small Buddha temple in the city with the help of darkness.

After a while, Zhao Feng stood on the roof of the Little Buddha Temple and looked at the room with only one light in the house. He didn't know what he was thinking and then looked at the layout of the Little Buddha Temple.

The layout of the small Buddha temple is different from those that Zhao Feng has seen. There is no majestic hall or pagoda in the small Buddha temple, and there are only a few bungalows. After entering the main door of the Little Buddha Temple, only a small door of the house was open. Zhao Feng didn't know if there was a stone statue of Buddha in the house or that the stone statue of Buddha could only faintly see a trace of outline without moonlight.

What Zhao Feng cares most about is the extremely large copper bell in the center of the small Buddhist temple, which is engraved with Buddha characters and some patterns, and under the copper bell is covered with countless chains on the floor made of iron, and the Buddha's power emanates from under the iron gate.

When Zhao Feng stood on the roof of the Little Buddha Temple, he felt that there was some anger in the Buddha's power.

Zhao Feng felt that the monks in the small Buddha temple were extremely surprised with his divine consciousness, because there were only five monks in the small Buddha temple and the abbot was really a little Buddha.

"It's not normal that four ordinary monks and a monk in the position of a little Buddha are not Buddhist practitioners," Zhao Feng muttered.

After a moment on the roof, Zhao Feng jumped directly to the side of the copper bell. At this time, Zhao Feng really felt the anger in the Buddha's power.

"How can it be that the relihood will only appear after the death of the Buddha's throne, and there is the pressure and feeling of the Buddha's life in the relition. It is majestic and irresistible. Why is there a breath of anger?" Zhao Feng stood next to the copper bell and looked at the iron gate and thought to himself.

Squeak

The sound of opening the door came from the room where the lights were not turned off, and Zhao Feng immediately disappeared beside the copper bell and hid in a shadow.

A monk came out of the house. Every step of the monk, a lotus flower appeared and then withered and disappeared. Like the green leaves, he was a person who achieved the position of a little Buddha, but this monk was not a Buddhist priest, but an ordinary monk without any breath.

The monk went to the front of the bronze bell and looked at the iron gate and sat down in the air and began to read the scriptures in a certain Buddhist scripture.

Zhao Feng didn't understand what kind of scripture the little Buddha was chanting and had to wait slowly.

At the beginning, there was no movement after the little Buddha read the scriptures, but slowly Zhao Feng found that the Buddha's power began to become extremely unstable and looming.

With the passage of time, a golden light suddenly appeared on the iron gate to illuminate the bronze bell and its surroundings, and Zhao Feng's hidden shadow was also illuminated by the golden light. Fortunately, the little Buddha did not pay attention.

At this time, Zhao Feng has moved to a corner that was not illuminated by the golden light to watch the iron gate continue to change.

"Buddha, you cheated us so hard"

"Buddha, I curse you to sink forever"

"Buddha, you are a little man in the guise of compassion"

Countless voices of cursing Buddha came from under the iron gate. After hearing this, Zhao Feng was full of shock. Even the scene seen in the ruins of the barren Gobi at the beginning was not even more shocking at this moment.

The status of Buddha in Ximo is like that of Qingtian Haoyang, but now that some people here are scolding Buddha, if the people of the Buddha country hear it, it will be a crime of disrespect.

Zhao Feng began to think that there were people closed between the iron gates, but slowly Zhao Feng heard something from the sound but was not sure.

When Zhao Feng was still thinking about how to enter the iron gate without alarming the little Buddha, the bronze bell suddenly had a generous golden light, but the golden light was only in the small Buddha temple.

The Buddha on the bronze bell began to slowly appear in the air and rotate around the bronze bell. Zhao Feng obviously felt that there were some rules in the Buddha.

"The rules of the road written by people who cross the five realms in person," Zhao Feng thought to himself.

Slowly, the Buddha characters began to suppress those sounds, and then the bronze bell began to ring automatically. The sound of the clock spread all over the Little Buddha City.

The bell sounded mixed with the idea of converting people to Buddhism in the power of the Mingwu City, but in the bell, there is another breath of faith in Buddhism.

Zhao Feng resisted the breath in the bell and continued to observe quietly.

When the little Buddha finished reading the scriptures after four hours, all the visions disappeared, whether it was the cold sound, the bell or the figurative words on the bronze bell.

After standing up, Xiaofo put his hands together and said "Amitabha" to the iron gate and returned to the house.

Zhao Feng seized the opportunity to knock out the ordinary little Buddha and sent him back to his room, and then went to the room of the other four ordinary monks to make him unconscious.

When Zhao Feng came to the front of the copper bell again and looked at the chained iron door on the ground, he thought for a long time before he began to remove the covered chains.

When Zhao Feng opened the iron gate, a cold wind rushed out of the dark passage after the iron gate. Unlike the cold wind in the western desert at night, the wind blowing out of the passage was more of the underworld.

Zhao Feng looked at the dark passage and then looked for some materials in the small Buddha temple to make a simple torch to light up, and then walked into the passage without hesitation.

The passage devoured Zhao Feng and the faint light like the huge mouth of a fierce beast.

At night, at the gate of the Little Buddha City, Qingye looked at the monks and soldiers on both sides of the slowly opened gate of the Little Buddha City. Qingye stood outside the gate and looked at the dark street in the gate.

"This city carries the darkness of Buddhism, what will you find here?" Qingye said and then stepped into the city.

The darkness is as scary as a giant beast. People seem to be the strongest creatures but are so fragile in the face of darkness. Even the most powerful practitioners are afraid of the arrival of the night, and the endless dark and sunny days hit people all the time.

A secret behind the iron gate, the darkest city in the history of Buddhism. The Buddha's arrangement allows Zhao Feng to solve the unknown history of Buddhism step by step.

The forest in the back mountain of the distant Oriental Academy looked at the night with a sigh.